Spread, O spread, thou migh­ty Word,
Spread the king­dom of the Lord,
Wheresoe’er His breath has giv­en,
Life to be­ings meant for Hea­ven.

Tell them how the Fa­ther’s will
Made the world, and keeps it still,
How He sent His Son to save
All who help and co­mfort crave.

Tell of our Re­deem­er’s love,
Who for­ev­er doth re­move
By His ho­ly sac­ri­fice
All the guilt that on us lies.

Tell them of the Spir­it giv­en
Now to guide us up to Hea­ven,
Strong and ho­ly, just and true,
Working both to will and do.

Word of life, most pure and strong,
Lo! for Thee the na­tions long,
Spread, till from its drea­ry night
All the world awakes to light.

Up! the rip­en­ing fields ye see,
Mighty shall the har­vest be;
But the reap­ers still are few,
Great the work they have to do.

Lord of ha­rvest, let there be
Joy and strength to work for Thee,
Till the na­tions, far and near,
See Thy light, and learn Thy fear.